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verse 1 C7 My good gal?s trying to make a fool out of me. F C My gal?s trying to make a fool out of me, G7 C Trying to make me believe I ain?t got that old T.B. G7 C I?ve got the T.B. blues. verse 2 C7 When it rained down sorrow, it rained all over me. F C When it rained down sorrow, it rained all over me, G7 C Cause my body rattles like a train on that old S.P. G7 C I?ve got the T.B. blues. verse 3 C7 I?ve got that old T.B., I can?t eat a bite. F C Got that old T.B., I can?t eat a bite. G7 C Got me worried so I can?t even sleep at night. G7 C I?ve got the T.B. blues. verse 4 C7 I?ve been fightin? like a lion, looks like I?m going to lose. F C I?ve been fightin? like a lion, looks like I?m going to lose, G7 C Cause there ain?t nobody ever whipped the T.B. blues. G7 C I?ve got the T.B. blues. verse 5 C7 Gee, but that graveyard is a lonesome place. F C Gee, but that graveyard is a lonesome place. G7 C They put you on your back, throw that mud down in your face. G7 C I?ve got the T.B. blues.
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